Facing a life-and-death crisis often becomes a critical opportunity for a Martial Artist to make a breakthrough, muster up the courage to push through it, and perhaps that leads to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Showing cowardice and retreating will inevitably lead to irrecoverable doom.

At this moment, Zhao Letian had driven himself into a do-or-die situation, ready to go all out in a desperate fight, vowing not to stop until Yan Kuan was killed.

Running low on Primordial Energy? Easy fix, use elixirs to replenish it. One is not enough? Swallow them all, even if it means bursting the Qi Sea, he was ready to go all out against his opponent.

"Boom!"

From Zhao Letian's storage ring emerged a massive amount of elixirs, surpassingly greater by dozens of times than those of others at the same stage. He gulped them down in one go, and the terrifying potency of the medicine instantly spread throughout his body, transforming into endless Primordial Energy, raging like a torrential flood within his meridians, savagely assailing and ravaging them, forcefully expanding the already Primordial Martial Realm-limit meridians by three parts. Several of these meridians even burst on the spot, but under the nourishment of the endless Primordial Energy, they miraculously repaired themselves at an astonishing speed.

However, as the medicinal effects continued to refine, Zhao Letian's internal Primordial Energy multiplied exponentially at a geometric rate. The newly repaired meridians were torn again and then healed, repeating this cycle over and over again. His meridians became increasingly spacious and resilient.

A similar scenario unfolded within his Dantian's Qi Sea. Due to his practice of the technique "Nine Layered Mystical Armor", his Qi Sea was already three parts larger than that of others at his level and could hold more Primordial Energy. Yet even so, it couldn't contain the boundless Primordial Energy supplied by the massive amount of elixirs. His Qi Sea was forced to expand by another three parts, nearly bursting, and every bit of space within it was filled with pure Primordial Energy, which rapidly became thicker and more viscous.

Externally, supported by the endless Primordial Energy, Zhao Letian's body surged with energy, his entire being wrapped in fierce currents of air, every hair standing on end, appearing wild and frenzied. His longsword was swung wildly in his hands, sparing no expense of Primordial Energy, each stroke was his most powerful attack, relentlessly assaulting Yan Kuan.

"Brat, are you insane! How dare you swallow so many elixirs at once, you're courting death! You'll soon explode and die!" Yan Kuan felt the pressure mounting, screaming in a mix of shock and rage, and quickly withdrew his Sword Martial Soul back into his body. At this point, Zhao Letian's attacks were too violent, posing a threat to his Martial Soul.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to kill you before I explode and die," said Zhao Letian indifferently, enduring the intense tearing pain within his body, continuing his frenzied attacks. He could feel that the space in his Qi Sea had already exceeded the limits of a normal Martial Artist and couldn't accommodate any more Primordial Energy. If he didn't break through now, he would explode and perish. Fortunately, at this moment, the bottleneck of the True Martial Realm finally began to loosen.

"Drip!"

In Zhao Letian's Qi Sea, after the Primordial Energy was compressed to its limit, it finally underwent a qualitative change, transforming into a droplet of liquid True Yuan, a tiny drop containing an unimaginable amount of Primordial Energy for a Primordial Martial Realm person.

"Drip! Drip! Drip!"

In an instant, droplets of liquid True Yuan, like rain, swiftly appeared in Zhao Letian's Qi Sea, while the congested Primordial Energy gradually dissipated.

"Boom!"

Externally, with the emergence of the True Essence Power, Zhao Letian's sword lash out with increased force, blasting Yan Kuan far away. This content is hosted at *.

"True Essence Power? Impossible! You broke through during battle?" Yan Kuan's eyes displayed a hue of terror, no longer daring to make a move casually. He had never imagined that someone on the verge of breaking into the True Martial Realm could evoke such fear in him. Yet, the reality was such—without True Essence Power, Zhao Letian's strength was on par with his own. With True Essence Power, Zhao Letian easily overpowered him. How could he not be afraid?

"Surprised? You shouldn't be surprised because I've told you, today, you will surely die." Yan Kuan dared not act, but Zhao Letian had no intention of stopping there. Holding his green longsword, he took firm and powerful steps forward. He hadn't forgotten that when Yan Kuan arrived, he wanted to kill him. For those who sought his life, he naturally wouldn't spare them.

"Hmph! Don't be arrogant. You've just begun to advance; the Primordial Energy in your body has yet to fully transform into True Yuan. You can only be considered half-step into the True Martial Realm at most. I, as a powerful second-layer True Martial practitioner, how could I be afraid of you? This sword will show you the gap between us, Asura Ghost Sword, slash!" Yan Kuan kept up his tough talk, feigning calmness with a cold snort. As he swung his sword, there arose wails and howls, and sinister energy flourished. A chilling green sword light, directly attacked toward Zhao Letian.

"Deviations and wrong paths will not lead to greatness. How could mere spectral entities withstand the might of Dragon Roar, die." Zhao Letian snorted disdainfully, flipping his hand and slashing his sword. Instantly, three consecutive Dragon Roars sounded. With the stimulation of True Essence Power, the Dragon Roar Nine Sword technique was far more powerful than before. The dignified and mighty sound waves of the Dragon Roar instantly leveled the chilling ghost energy. Within the sound waves, the boundless Sword Qi, with an unstoppable force, destroyed the green sword light, then directly thrust toward Yan Kuan.

"Whoosh!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Kuan's sword strike was merely a feint. As he struck, he took advantage of the cover of the green light to mount his flying sword and soared into the sky, quickly escaping into the distance.

"Qi Manipulation Flight? Now, it's not just you who can do this, rise." Zhao Letian looked up at the fleeing Yan Kuan and with a thought, the green longsword in his hand, controlled by True Essence Power, floated in front of him. Then he leaped onto the flying sword, activating the Body Technique 'Carefree Travel,' transforming into a streak of green sword light, pursuing with even greater speed.

Body Techniques are incredibly rare, not something ordinary Martial Artists have the privilege to cultivate. Yan Kuan, because of his brother Yan Peng, had luckily obtained a Body Technique, but it was only a mid-level Yellow-Rank Technique, incomparable to Zhao Letian's Carefree Travel.

Furthermore, the flying sword beneath Yan Kuan's feet was only a 2-star low-grade Spiritual Artifact, inferior to Zhao Letian's green flying sword in quality, naturally unable to match the speed of Zhao Letian's sword.

It was for these two reasons that Yan Kuan's escape speed was no match for Zhao Letian, who was only half-step into the True Martial Realm.

"You, are you human or ghost? I am a formidable second-layer True Martial practitioner, how can my escape speed be slower than yours? How is this possible!" Watching Zhao Letian rapidly closing in, Yan Kuan felt the despair of an ant on a hot pan. He had never expected that today he would be driven into a corner by someone who was merely half-step into the True Martial Realm—with no path to heaven and no door into the earth, unable to fight and unable to flee. If he had known this would happen, he would not have provoked Zhao Letian, this harbinger of doom, over a mere Spiritual Beast.

"Nothing is impossible. In your next life, if you're fortunate enough to be human, be sure to be more observant. Don't provoke those you shouldn't." Zhao Letian said indifferently, lifting his longsword. True Essence Power surged tumultuously, and now with the distance between them growing close, with one swing of his sword, he could directly kill Yan Kuan.

"Zhao Letian, you can't kill me! Don't forget, my big brother is Yan Peng, the third prodigy of the Inner Sect, stronger than Shentu Yu, killing you as easily as slaughtering a chicken. If you dare to hurt me, my big brother will never let you off!" With no way out, Yan Kuan could only resort to bringing up his brother Yan Peng, hysterically threatening.

"Yan Peng? The third of the Inner Sect? So what? If he doesn't provoke me, all is well. If he does, I will not hesitate to strike." Zhao Letian said with a cold smile, full of disdain, and his longsword, without any reservation, slashed down.

After all this, even if he let Yan Kuan go, he'd still have offended Yan Peng, naturally paying no heed to Yan Kuan's threats.

"No! Spare me, and I will give you everything I have. I have a storage ring, I have many Primordial Stones, I also have…" Watching Zhao Letian's sword light, carrying the mighty Dragon Roar, slashing furiously toward him, Yan Kuan's face showed pure despair. While begging for mercy, he unleashed a True Essence Palm Seal, attempting to defend himself. But ultimately, before he could finish speaking, he was torn apart by the endless Sword Qi.